Bones at Dawn

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I'm obsessed with old iron bridges, the patinas that develop over them, the ways they creak when you cross over them, their transparency and exposure, which anticipated so much of our architecture today. This one from the pedestrian's perspective is captured at dawn with the light coming out at you, silhouetting the structure like a desert carcass at night in headlights. The story is told in both a language of hard-edged abstraction and more conventional representation of landscape. The edges are painted black and it's ready to hang as it is.